“Out of clutter, find simplicity. From discord, find harmony. In the middle of difficulty lies opportunity.”
Albert Einstein
Sunday mornings are my quiet time. By “quiet time”, of course, I really mean that they are the time spent deep cleaning my home while my older children are off at church.
It’s 10:30 in the morning. I’m on my second cup of coffee. Presley is still sound asleep and will be for another hour or two. When she awakens varies from day to day.
I stepped outside hours ago to gather everything from the garden that was ready for harvest and gave everything a good drink of water to ensure that they have plenty to get them through the scorching hundred degree day that lies ahead. There was plenty of tomatoes. They’ll be turned into salsa later today.
With the gardening out of the way, it is time to focus on the interior of the house. I truly do not enjoy cleaning but, at the same time, a filthy house stresses me out to no end. So I suppose the appropriate thing to do is suck it up and clean to avoid unnecessary stress.
My bathroom is currently sparkling. That was the first room that I worked on. And, currently, I am taking a momentary break before I start in on the big open area that encompasses my living room, dining room, and kitchen. The room is already quite clean, if I am being honest, but the walls could use a good dusting, the floor a thorough mopping, the rugs a once over with the vacuum. Laundry is nearly caught up for the week.
Everything will be complete before the kids return home for the day.
I plan on baking a fresh loaf of bread today, though I am undecided on what kind of bread to make. I also think a carrot cake sounds perfectly delightful. Or perhaps an apple cake. I have already decorated for Autumn ( I did that on a particularly hot day last month when I was so over the summer heat that I used Autumn decor to make it feel as though I was willing the much cooler season to arrive sooner), so why not bake an Autumn dessert?
Baking. Cleaning. Washing. Drying. Folding. Putting away. Sunday rituals.
Do you have a Sunday ritual? I would love to hear what it is!
Not A Mombie 